Gold Rollie

Lyrics

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan] Rich Homie, Quan! Baby! Ohhhhh, yeah-ah, yeah-ah, yeah-ah Ohhhhh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Rich Homie baby! [Chorus: Rich Homie Quan] All gold Rollie (Yeah), yacht master edition Old school on coach (24), the legend edition (Yeah) [?] car I stole it, hopping 12 don't get me (Yeah) Lotta niggas envy 'cause they want my spot I don't know how the bottom feel because I'm at the top I don't know how your girl feel because I'm in her mouth I done got in that real estate, three spots I run them out Too many partners got locked up I wish I can get them out I wish I could get them out I wish I could but I can't so I ain't Where I'm from you know it big bank over little bank Shit stink 'round here nigga [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] Handkerchief when I eat them sloppy, might need me a lil napkin (Aye) All these hoes salute me like sergeant but don't know I'm captain Walked in with two nines, on a line and no more has happened You must be graduating 'cause I swear to God these niggas cappin' Get dumb this ain't no sitcom and I'm 'bout that action Blasting at any nigga talking crazy 'bout me Wanna cop it I ain't gon' stop if you talk crazy I was born in the water [?] like Navy I was baptized at fifteen got my savior I'm all about that paper, you know I say it I say it If I don't fuck with your DJ my record do not play it Top back 'cause yeah I bought some jewellery Quan what you 'bout? [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] All gold Rollie (Yeah), yacht master edition Old school on coach (24), the legend edition (Yeah) [?] car I stole it, hopping 12 don't get me (Yeah) Lotta niggas envy 'cause they want my spot I don't know how the bottom feel because I'm at the top I don't know how your girl feel because I'm in her mouth I done got in that real estate, three spots I run them out Too many partners got locked up I wish I can get them out I wish I could get them out I wish I could but I can't so I ain't Where I'm from you know it big bank over little bank Shit stink 'round here nigga [Verse 2: Saudi] Poor unfortunate me Prodigy, of the streets Violence, thatha ama further steps like MA-E Poverty, yeah Slum dawg millionaire to be Luckily for me, at least, to my relief Shit, where my manners at excuse me please I go by the name of Saudi Pull up slayin' with the GOAT Umgidi, every time no Emtee Ngisho ne'mpepho iyinto zami uku'dida lama demon-i naba thakathi Satan-e don't sleep I couldn't even see ukuthi ngi'phunyukile Ekasi lam' es'hogweni Free my dawg, just found out ubo'shiwe It's hard not to feel like our entire lives we gon' be criminals That's why I sip lean like ngizovuka i'bolile Run it up buy a kidney next year I'ma pour it like Shakespeare I want the Presidential not election Ngi'gaxe umshini bazo Zille like Helen My pockets look like the 1994 inauguration If it ain't trapper of the year don't nominate me Angizi ngeni! [Chorus: Rich Homie Quan] All gold Rollie (Yeah), yacht master edition Old school on coach (24), the legend edition (Yeah) [?] car I stole it, hopping 12 don't get me (Yeah) Lotta niggas envy 'cause they want my spot I don't know how the bottom feel because I'm at the top I don't know how your girl feel because I'm in her mouth I done got in that real estate, three spots I run them out Too many partners got locked up I wish I can get them out I wish I could get them out I wish I could but I can't so I ain't Where I'm from you know it big bank over little bank Shit stink 'round here nigga [Verse 3: KLY] Look at how far look, look at how far, ayy Look at how far look, look at how, far Look at how far look, look at how far look Look at how far look, look at how far look Look at how far we done came 63 AMG switchin' lanes Went from Mr. Price to wearing Versace Look at the wrist it ain't shining the same, it ain't shining That thing around you is organic Get to the money, don't panic I got the plug wit the shandis It all depends on who's askin' Yeah we lit-lit, too wavy She say Hennessey can't save me Put a twenty four on twenty four, 808 gunner in a Range B Yeah we wildin' out cause we made it FRSH.CITI yeah we famous Gotta give me cash payments Young nigga tryna get it, yeah I'm tryna get it yeah